"Mm, well. You hardly need to wait for this sort of situation to have me pliant under your hands," Watson pointed out, a crooked smile beneath his moustache. "Although, I suppose that being assured that sex is not going to be an immediate goal of mine might help."

Scrubbing gently around Holmes's neck, Watson paused to kiss him gently, following the path of the sponge. "But I do like you like this," he observed. "I like you most ways, to be honest. But this 'curious state' has some charm to it."